Central Park, Deck 8

The one place I can find peace and quiet. Central Park, Deck 8. Above me, chaos ensues. Children screaming, parents yelling. The beauty of being on a large boat. I sit under the shade of a cabana With a Starbucks and a book. I try to write but I can’t think of anything. Too muchContinue reading “Central Park, Deck 8”

36th Street

After a long day of speech therapy and wandering around the city, I take a shortcut to return back to my hotel. 36th street. A random street. The sun has disappeared behind the clouds. The street is quiet, a welcomed change from Park Avenue. I’m halfway down between Park and Lexington when I notice aContinue reading “36th Street”

My Happy Place

When someone asks me Where my happy place is, I tell them it’s on a lake In the middle of Maine. My aunt and uncle’s camp. A beautiful view, right by the water, The camp has a cozy feeling With a screen porch facing the lake And an incinolet so you don’t always have toContinue reading “My Happy Place”

Grateful

The morning began with stillness. I watched as the sun rose over the horizon and filtered through the trees, still half asleep. My mother’s childhood bedroom, flower wallpaper, a quilt on the chair in the corner, two small vases on the window sill. I’d wake up most mornings I slept here and watched this viewContinue reading “Grateful”

August in the City

I wrote this poem last year on a park bench in Washington Square Park. I carried an umbrella, walking down Fifth Avenue, waiting for the rain to fall. I held one of Patti Smith’s first books at the Strand. I admired Robert Mapplethorpe’s photographs at the Guggenheim. I told a man from Africa about ToniContinue reading “August in the City”

Thoughts While On A Lake

Can I stand up on this paddleboard without falling in? I’m not the most balanced person. But I can maybe try. Compromise! I’ll get up on my knees for a while To see how I do. Genius idea. What a lovely morning. Very few people out on the lake. No strong winds To push meContinue reading “Thoughts While On A Lake”

This Too Shall Pass – Poem & Short Film

I have held on tightly to little things during this time. Walking my dog then watching him roll around in the grass right before we go inside. Finding my cats soaking up the sunshine in the mornings. Reading when my mind will allow me to focus on the words written on the page. Writing myContinue reading “This Too Shall Pass – Poem & Short Film”

My Body Remembers

My body remembers feeling the pain. I wasn’t supposed to feel pain. And yet, it’s ingrained in my body. Something went wrong. Nothing’s wrong now. And yet, I’m crying. The fear my body holds is visceral. My brain tries to calm me down. It does not work. I keep crying, I breathe. I panic. IContinue reading “My Body Remembers”

The Best Christmas Gift

Thirteen years ago today, my parents took me to PetSmart after speech therapy to look at the cats. We had gotten a cat earlier in the year who turned out to be kind of a dud. She was sweet but full of nerves (still is). Little did I know, my parents had been to PetSmartContinue reading “The Best Christmas Gift”

Brain Reset

It feels like her brain constantly resets. That’s the best way I can understand it. To watch the ones you love become different people is disheartening. It’s the disease they have that causes them to revert to children or toddlersdepending on how bad it is.You love them but it’s difficult to watch. It’s difficult toContinue reading “Brain Reset”